My reality

Walking on the streets… People passing her… Nobody knows her… The time goes and she is staying there unknown… She saw her friends, for who she thought that they were her friends, and they ware pretending they don't recognized her… Every day she sees how they are having fun, hearing them laugh, and try to imagine her there with them… She can't… They are just to happy for her to be there… Her life slowly goes down… It is sad to see that happy, hopeful girl disappearing inside of her… The girl who was always busy, always with lot of people, trying to help them, to give them some advice… The girl who was never bored, who wasn't angry on you whatever you sad to her… The girl who was always ready to run to you if you need her… Who was always singing the song from her heart… For who was enough to see your face to know what is going on in you… For who was more than enough to see missed call from someone, or empty massage to know to someone is thinking about her, and to know that she is important to someone… Now she is gone… Sitting in the corner in her room, all alone, sad, lonely… Tears falling from her face… Her heart is crushed… Soul is empty… She can't find her peace… She can't hear the music in her heart… She is upset and depressed… There is no one who would try to help her… All alone, left there, like some old, boring toy… Even her parents don't see what is going on inside of her, in her life… They don't know her… Sometimes, in her mind, there is a thought about stopping her life… However, she is still there, waiting for someone… But… In her loneliness, there is someone who loves her somewhere… Someone who is ready to help her… Anytime… Anywhere… Always… She needs to believe…